"And maybe that was love.
Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you,
but they also give you everything."
― Christine Feehan, Water Bound
Cecilia's POV
It was already 10:00 and I still hadn't gotten out of bed, mostly because I barely slept last night. I just couldn't, not after what Rick said, I knew that the other day when the Governor attacked us was nothing, he could do so much more than that but we could also do more than what we did to Woodbury the other day, nevertheless I didn't want to go to war, I didn't want this.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty!"
I lifted my head and saw Maggie and Beth by the door, I just grunted at them and let my head fall back into the pillow.
"I'm already up," I muttered.
"Doesn't look like it," Beth said.
"I'm just... resting."
"You rested all night," Maggie exclaimed.
"Not really, I was up all night."
"Why?" Beth asked me.
"Couldn't stop thinking about the Governor and this war."
"That's why we should get ready and be prepared, we can't be taken by surprise again," Maggie told me. "Why don't you go take a shower, will help you wake up properly."
"I don't want to," I whined like a five-year-old spoiled girl.
I never got used to showering with cold water, even after about a year and when I was with Michonne and Andrea there were times we went about two or three weeks without taking a shower, disgusting I know, but the world is like that now. We brushed our teeth often tough, and when we found water we would wash our faces and sometimes armpits so we weren't that gross.
"When was the last time you shower?" Beth asked.
"Uh, two days ago, maybe?"
"Go shower, Cecilia!" Maggie told me in a motherly way. "You can help us after."
"If we die, it won't matter if I'm showered or not," I said, trying to reason with her.
"I promise I'll lock you up until you take a shower, so you better go now."
"Fine!" I exclaimed. "But I ain't washing my hair."
"Suit yourself."
Grunting, I got on my feet, grabbed clean clothes and a towel and walked to the showers room. I checked that no one was there before I undressed. I threw the dirty clothes to the corner of the room and stepped in.
The water was cold, as usual, and I hated it. I did wash my hair, though, deciding to get it over with, I applied a bit of Shampoo and conditioner we had and tried to finish as soon as possible.
I wrapped the towel around my body and dried myself, I was so cold, I didn't waste more time to get dressed and when I did I wrapped the towel around my head like I used to before the world went to hell and grabbed my dirty clothes.
I walked straight to Maggie's room and smiled real big at her, pointing my index fingers at the towel on my head.
"I showered," I announced. "I washed my hair too."
"What a good little girl," Maggie said sarcastically. "Did you brush your teeth too?"
"Actually I did," I said, smiling at her so she could see my clean and surprisingly still white teeth.
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